Just half an hour ago, the royal capital of Sweetland, the headquarters of the [Heart of Eternal Silence] sect.

The legendary psychiocrat Lucius Morenster is sitting in the golden lobby, accompanied by the messenger of the Kingdom of Svetland.

The messenger whispered: "According to the information, the second-generation great disciple of the Physics School, Dons Quixote, who has legendary strength, has chosen to guard the school. ”

"Oh." Lucius replied lightly.

The messenger meant: This is stable.

In the final analysis, Anlagon, who came to the door, was an outcast.

As we all know, the school of physics is good at head-to-head duels, and no one will end well if they fight to the death on the frontal battlefield with the madmen of this school.

The Psychic School is different, testing the will, well, in every sense.

How strong willpower can those fledgling master mages who don't have much actual combat experience have?

No, the second-generation disciples of the physics school all have to fly against the sky, and the average person crosses the level to kill the enemy, right?

Hum!

No way at all!

In addition, throughout the ages, psychic warlocks and mages rarely suffered.

It is clear that the forces behind it have been carefully considered to push the [Heart of Eternal Silence] out.

It's a matter of restraint.

At this moment, there was a sudden shock outside the door.

Lukexiu was not happy, his gaze passed through the gorgeous hall, and he actually saw that in the wide front yard in front of the lobby, the statues of the sages of the sect were trembling slightly, and the sand on the ground rose one after another, as if they were sifting chaff.

The street lamps outside the school, the flags of the school planted on the wall of the school were creaked and rattled by the sudden wind, and then one after another the flags were blown away frantically. The flowers and plants in the front yard were blown away by the strong wind, and the leaves on the trees and flower paths enjoyed the treatment of the autumn wind sweeping the leaves in advance, and were easily blown bald.

Lukesiu slapped the armrest and said angrily: "What does this mean by the physics school!?" ”

At this time, a disciple suddenly hurriedly ran in: "The ancestor is not good, it is the people of the Barbarossa Royal Mage Group who said that they are here to be witnesses." ”

The muscles on Lukesiu's face froze suddenly. He could clearly perceive the outside of the wall, and half of the standard mage group said it was watching the ceremony, but in fact it was arranging the formation.

He can ignore the 'low-level' wind war spells of 150 full-fledged mages plus two high-level mages, but he can't ignore the Barbarossa Empire they represent.

Everyone knows how Barbarossa's mage regiment came to be. On the surface, Rennes Tesla collects money to do things, and hands over people to Barbarossa as a thug after training, and that's it.

Is it really all there is to it?

Is that incense so easy to cut off?

Didn't they think about going back to the physics school one day to study in the furnace?

This is like the knights who came out of the knight's temple, and when they go to various knight orders, are they really cut off from the original knight's temple?

Just when the legendary psychic warlock wanted to show his self-cultivation, suddenly the gate of his yard flew away.

"Flower Q!"

With a soft thud, the entire gate of the courtyard covered with brass skin flew up, with a golden light, weighing half a ton. The door panel was not broken or shattered apart as others imagined, but the wooden door panel inside was instantly carbonized, and the outer brass melted as easily as boiled butter.

Hot brass droplets splattered everywhere, and a large number of frightened screams rang out in the courtyard, and some people began to dodge. Inevitably, confusion ensued.

An instant later, accompanied by a pretty figure and a strong figure appeared at the empty courtyard gate, a crisp female voice with a terrifying majesty descended on the sky above the [Heart of Eternal Silence] manor.

"When our master, Ren Tesla, slaughtered demons and dragons, exterminated orcs, and sacrificed his life to fight for the pan-human camp, did you maggots feel so happy to come to our physics school to make trouble? You don't deserve to exist in the world, kneel down and repent for me! ”

The rebuke of the head and face, coupled with the sharp coldness of the voice, seemed to indicate that the anger of its master had already reached the extreme.

What's even more terrifying is that with the voice, an unbelievable mysterious power ripples from the body of the aristocratic girl in the lead, covering the audience.

One counts as one, and all the members of the Heart of Eternal Silence immediately felt a force overwhelmingly overwhelming.

They couldn't help but see a lot of visions—

That's the devil lord who was reflected to death by the dissociating light!

That's the colorful dragon that was beaten up by eight pieces!

That's the demon lord who burst his chest after being frozen in ice!

Is that......

One by one, the fiercest and invincible enemies fell at the feet of the strong men of the physics school!

The only thing a member of the Eternal Heart can do for such a feat that has never proven themselves on a frontal battlefield is to look up!

The powerful coercion touched the humility in their hearts, and around the compound, one after another members knelt down on their knees and prostrate on the ground. In this way, whether voluntarily or forcedly, they show supreme respect to the school of physics represented by the owner of this voice.

This scene didn't make Lukexiu angry.

If it's just some outer disciples or nominal guys who kneel, that's all it.

He was shocked to find that among the people kneeling down were the big disciples he had originally planned to push out and try the strength of the challenger of the physics school first.

His big disciples are all kneeling, so it's a fart!

He slapped the armrest with all his strength, stood up suddenly, and his voice was infused with psionic power, which was directly a [Mind Surgery]!

It is a trick that uses psionic energy to dismantle the opponent's psychic attack.

This practice of transmitting powerful spiritual energy to disciples can theoretically offset the [Decree] of the opponent's enchantment system to the greatest extent!

In the dimension that others can't see, two powerful and energetic psychic forces have launched an incomparably fierce confrontation.

Lukexiu could feel the strength of the little girl opposite, and that magic power was indeed a master, not even the pinnacle of a master.

In terms of energy level alone, he has the absolute upper hand, but in the range of his telepathy, among the countless attacks that have turned into swords, guns, swords, halberds, and spiritual energy mediation, the opponent not only did not fall behind, but formed a trend of almost five or five.

"Impossible!"

This result made him a little embarrassed as a legendary powerhouse.

He soon discovers that it's not that this little girl is so strong, but that she gets an extra off-field bonus - she borrows the legendary degree of the physics school.

On the surface, this is just a reputation, but in fact, it is full of the recognition of a certain person and an organization in the whole world. The higher the degree of recognition, the more it can exert the effect of similar laws.

This girl easily erased the gap between her and his legendary psychic warlock with her achievements in the physics school.

This result made Luke Xiu mad and secretly frightened.

What hurt him the most was when he tried to use his richer psychic fighting skills to find a way to take down the other party.

The girl smiled and gently bowed her knees: "Hehe! Lord Morenster, your opponent today is my brother Matt Schunel. ”

(End of chapter)